time for love
real keen blurring between art and life
GZO Jones enters his third year of gracing our pages, it's probably
wise to note that he still considers himself the missing link between
the 1950s and 2003. That he's added a hit-counter to his Brazilian
Web site (GZO
Jones Town) must mean he still plans to do something someday
soon. As we wait, why not ask a question? It's not a bad bet that
at least he'll have something unusual to say.
Dear Dr. Jones,
You're always namedropping the Beats, but you never
seem to have anything good to say about them. Is there any reason
I might actually want to read them?
Missing a Beat
There's some reason. I'm sure of it. Somewhere
Well, it's just like any other scene: There's always
something. With our dearly departed Beats there was a freshness,
though it was tempered by the Beat tendency to never shut up about
the past. We also had a real keen blurring between art and life,
though that went for naught once people saw how goofy most of us
Oh, and there's some great music associated with
the movement, including Bob Dylan, Rage Against the Machine (and
They Might Be Giants, believe it or not).
Sometimes I wonder if all the escapades and madcap
hijinx of the '50s and '60s only existed for me to reminisce about
in a column for the new millennium ... and never shut up about the
Since it looks like I'll be the last man standing,
who's to tell me otherwise?
Which brings us to one of the easiest questions
Dear Dr. Jones,
Do you think the end of the world is nigh?
Scared as hell
I hope not. The editors tell me I have a 72-question
backlog here, and I'd hate to have that weighing me down at the